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I
02:31
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I
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The Fall
04:35
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Build a tower called insight
Inherit one called life
But the bridge between was a failed enterprise
On your bravest of days
You start the climb at dawn
Hoping when you reach the top the gulf is gone
All the thoughts you think
Bring you right up to the brink
Not enough to reach it
I need you to breach it
If you really love me
Get me out of this city
Get me out of this city
So many crossers
Seem to survive that fall
Could it be because the towers are only one story tall
Or do they make it
Because each one of them knows
That the fear of regret will be waiting wherever you go
Now that you've defined it
I dare you to find it
Fuck clarifying
How about actually trying
If you really love me
Get me out of this city
Get me out of this city
Life is everything but too long
And rarely persuasive
All the turns are wrong
And rarely evasive
Maybe it's time to change this song
To something more invasive
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Stereo Tommy with his head in his hands
Says, "What is this I'm feeling now?"
Boxcar to the left with his heart in the sand says,
"Man, it feels like coming down."
Tommy says, "Experience dives straight into my mind,
And then it always starts to drown."
Boxcar says, "I know it, man, I'm sitting here a king
And I've already lost my crown."
We gotta stare down the sun
Saddle it up and ride the horizon
Don't let one taste take your tongue
We don't have time to grow you a new one.
Stereo Tommy says, "I feel I'm glowing gold,
Tomorrow thought will turn me brown."
Boxcar says, "I hate subjecting senses to my mind.
The peaks, they all get hammered down."
Tommy says, "I just heard my life screaming against my skin.
Now it's just another sound."
Boxcar says, "The body's all about the lost,
The mind is all about the found."
We gotta stare down the sun
Saddle it up and ride the horizon
Don't let one taste take your tongue
But I admit -- that was a good one.
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Born A Tyrant
02:32
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I always thought it was too bright for me to see
Now I know I was just blind
The world, so desperate it begs for tyranny
Time to show it a new kind
I've been waiting but I should have been taking over you
The world just lies there while it rots around the sun
A mouth so hungry for your kiss
Walls constructed with the dollar and the gun
Crumble at the first sign of bliss
I've been waiting but I should have been taking over you
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The Punchline
03:25
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Walking down a corridor
A passage so known and so new
Same thing lies behind every door
Miles of golden sand, in the distance a light
So you enter the desert
Where the night kills with its cold
But that first step is so right and warm
Approach that light out in the waste
Panes of glass so known so new
Shattered by the warmth of your face
Leaves you with a view of nothing, again
What you thought was a window
You now see was painted on
Your laughter rings out so right and warm
There will be no oasis
Upon the sea of dunes
Just the constant mirage of you
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